I don’t know about you but when February comes around, I tend to feel a little more lonely; everywhere you turn you see red roses and cinnamon hearts. This pressure to make that 14th day the most romantic night of your life! It’s nauseating!
As February came, it got me thinking about my single life. My single dad of twins life! So what’s it like to be a single dad? Well, at times it really fucking sucks. It’s hard, and God knows it’s draining! On top of raising two beautiful baby girls, which I’m not complaining about, I’m working. As a single parent, you don’t have that luxury of being a stay at home parent. Luckily I work from home, which makes life a little simpler in a way. As a single parent, you don’t have the luxury of “sleep when they sleep,” which I so often hear. As a single parent, I have to give 100% of my time to my babies while working 10 hour days. As a single parent, I have to think four months ahead of time for their baptism while walking Stella in my arms during witching hour. As a single parent, I have to feed them, put them to sleep, run out in that 2-hour window of time, to shoot a 45-second story on Instagram.
I was driving with my brother a couple of days ago, and he said, ‘didn’t you think about this before you had them?’ I had thought of this before having children. I knew it was going to be hard. I knew that I would have to raise them while working. I knew that I would be tired. I knew that there would be days that would kill me. But at the end of it all, I have never been happier. Although on February 14th I would love to have a Valentine, I’m going to settle with buying my girls Valentino.
I’m happy with my decisions, and I am forever grateful to God for blessing me with two little angles. But being a single parent is hard, I’m not going to sugar coat it. So if I have to see another cinnamon heart, I may have to vomit. So for me, this February is all about #selfcare and #selflove. As RuPaul always says, ‘If you can’t love yourself how the hell are you going to love anybody else?
Don’t get me wrong I am always looking for that special someone, and I still really do believe in love. When I joke about vomiting over cinnamon hearts, it’s just me feeling a little envious. If you have that special someone tell him how much you love him. Remember they are standing beside you, trying their best just like you. Feel grateful to share this crazy journey with someone. And to all you singles out there, go out and buy yourself something fabulous. “I don’t need a Valentine, I need Valentino!”